[Chrorus : Wiz Khalifa]
I’ve been hustling like everyday
Doin' time on my grind trynna make a pay
Hey I’m still postin’ on the same block
The same hoodn still duckin' from the same cops
I try hard but the life that I live man ain't all it's seemin'
Sometimes I pray to God I’m creamin’
But I ain’t try to get out but I can’t damn
[Verse 1]
Fuck you pay me mama didn't rase a sucker
Fuck recess I was chillin' with the hustlers
Sockin' up gang, rearraging my structure
Smoke on fridays feelin' like Chris Tucker
And beatin' pussy up don't make you the man
[?] if he can
Double for goals so it's tatted on my enemies
Some dollars outta sands I hope my daughter understands me
Now i'm drivin' pass my old friends, up in the old school
Fake hugs and shakes I don't know you
You shoulda stay silent like it was supposed to
It's hard to understand like dead poeple [?] to
So we go hard for the reals and coutin' stack
Not M.I.A you just [?] text back
Money on my mind and the burner on my lap
See the snakes on the grass so as the cheese of trap rat
That's a fact